William Beckett - What a Catch, Donnie lyrics

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William Beckett - What a Catch, Donnie lyrics

[Intro] I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch [Verse 1] You'll never catch us So just let me be Said, "I'll be fine 'Til the hospital or American emba**y" [Pre-Chorus] Miss Flack said, "I still want you back" Yeah, Miss Flack said, "I still want you back" [Chorus] I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch And all I can think of is the way I'm the one who charmed the one Who gave up on you, who gave up on you [Verse 2] They say the captain Goes down with the ship So, when the world ends Will God go down with it? [Pre-Chorus] Miss Flack said, "I still want you back" Yeah, Miss Flack said, "I still want you back" [Chorus] I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch And all I can think of is the way I'm the one who charmed the one Who gave up on you, who gave up on you [Bridge] What a catch, what a catch, what a catch, what a catch [Interlude: Elvis Costello] I will never end up like him Behind my back, I already am Keep a calendar This way you will always know [Chorus] I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch And all I can think of is the way I'm the one who charmed the one Who gave up on you, who gave up on you [Interlude: Gabe Saporta] Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman Maybe he won't find out what I know You were the last good thing [Interlude: Travis McCoy] We're going down, down in an earlier round And sugar, we're goin' down swinging [Interlude: Brendon Urie] Dance, dance, we're falling apart to halftime Dance, dance, and these are the lives you'd love to lead Dance, this is the way they'd love If they knew how misery loved me [Interlude: Doug Does] This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race [Interlude: Alex DeLeon] One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you, only sweeter [Interlude: William Beckett] Growing up, growing up [Outro] I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch